Friday, March 09, 2007

i feel your pain

ok. usually im private about my fame and fortune with soccer, but i felt david needed to hear me.

hi david, i mean, beckham just seems strange to write in an intimate
letter, this is my first letter to you although, boy, the ones i have written... i so know what you are going through with your injury. man, it seems like just yesterday I screwed my knee up playing soccer in Belmont. belmont, england? naw, massachusetts. the highly touted, superior league for women EMWSL.yah, i thought you heard of it, the sponsors, the fans, man, it was the life. but then i decided to get a ball that was un-get-able, it was 1997 and back then i might do something like that. so i ran and i crossed and i went flying. and i pile-drove my left femur into my knee.
man, it hurt. but i remember what my agent said: show no pain. so i cried as i
was carried off the field. ooh the flickering of the lights from the cameras, it
was a mess. the doc thought i tore my ACL. ohh, tough it out, walk it out. 3
days later the call came, just a broken tibia. get on crutches immediately. pain management and then the rehab. ahhh, it did take a while and it was hard not to spiral into depression. but i know you will do what is right and get to america ASAP. we need you. leave spain behind and their butthead coach. show america that you are not a playboy has-been but you are the new MLS all-star. i will be here for you. but can you do something about that freaky wife of yours, b/c she is just odd.

yours truly in football, peekay

p.s. i am #23 too.

p.p.s I will see you at the NBC casting call!

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posted by PeeKay @ 1:46 PM